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During the wedding, I must admit I was bored. How couldn't I be? The only one who seemed to be vaguely interested was the small child running up and down the aisle. Though it wasn't the ceremony causing the child to run (unless they were looking for an escape route, in which case I would've ended up joining if nothing happened shortly). Luckily, it was a rather short event but then we were ushered into the church hall, garishly decorated with practically anything and everything (in white. Such a dull colour). I admit I was praying for something to happen. I'll not bore with the details but the upside was, I got to enjoy another case. It was like Cluedo (I'm adamant the victim was the criminal in the game I was subjected too. That is all I have to say on the matter) everyone was in lockdown, it was terribly exciting. I could tell John was enjoying it. I'll miss this, I was thinking, John and I have been working together for exactly three years and twenty-five days and it's going to be discarded once this wedding is over. My only friend who isn't an outright archenemy (Mycroft doesn't count). A true friend, and this wedding would ruin all. I kept on thinking throughout my violin solo, after this day that this is it, I'll go back to being the secluded sociopath and freak (according to Donovan and Anderson. Why did John even invite Anderson to the wedding, he's an idiot).
Violin solo, negative thoughts, I sound like I could be coming from the band aboard the Titanic. Congratulations, Sherlock (sarcasm. John must be influencing me, interesting).
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